I worked this morning. Davies and Scarlett went to Caz’s although actually Caz herself wasn’t there. They had a fab time as always, playing Ben 10 with Archie andElliot, filthy and full of chatter about how cool it is round there and how much they like playing with A and E :). I’m getting better at leaving them and not worrying…
I picked them up and we headed straight round to Lucy’s. We had birthday gifts for both The Rs and were rather keen to meet Buzz, their new kitten. Buzz did very well at dealing with curious and adoring children and tolerated their attention for a while before retreating behind the sofa :lol:. They then headed off to play and seemed to all get on well. Lucy and I managed some chatting althought it’s been too long so we were butterfly jumping from conversation to conversation and probably not finishing any of them.
We left there to go home for tea and to get changed to go back out again to Badgers. I popped to the supermarket while they were at Badgers then we came home. After a very serious chat about school, behaviour and how unless homeeducation works for the whole family which meant tears from them both but I’m confident got across a message I’d been struggling to make them understand the last couple of weeks we had a chapter of the 2nd Famous Five book. I won’t blog more than that because whilst I am totally serious that they would go to school under certain circumstances I am equally confident that it won’t ever happen and hopefully everyone’s upset at the prospect will be sufficient to guarantee that. It did mean we missed Ady on telly though, which went very well and his product was a sell out :).
I spent nearly an hour on the phone to Julie (10 weeks to go! 🙂 :)) catching up on her news – we ran out of time to talk about me! 😆 and then Ady was home for a very late dinner.
Had a similar serious chat here the other day – and know several other parents whose kids seem particularly difficult the last couple of weeks. End-of-winter-dragging-on-blues? Anyway, it’s a pain.
Yeah. I had a rabid moment on holiday where I declared that if *someone* didn’t enjoy family holidays then we wouldn’t got on any more. Totally stupid because I’d be heartbroken if we didn’t! But I think it did clear the air a bit and then things improved.
I never threaten school any more because I just know (and so do they) that we just wouldn’t do it. Especially now that would mean secondary school for P. I used to have moments where I was certain that anything that was wrong was probably because they are home educated. I just don’t seem to get them now. Mind you, I think they could return if P morphs into a teenager who lives her life as one extended party and eats her parents’ money. I’ve seen it. It scares me…
been similar here too. In a way I’m glad other people have the same issues – makes me feel so much better. Oh and I’m glad someone had a similar feeling on holidays as what we had last year in Wales. Does this mean I’m normal???? 😉
No Kirsty, it just means someone else is strange too. 😉
I’ve btdt too, much too often. If I ever think I’m serious about school, then I suddenly realise I really wouldn’t want them to go and change my mind. And I realise I’ve probably demonised school more than it deserves – most of their friends go to school and enjoy it.
yeah … although on bad days here home ed gets threatened … because of course all of life’s problems can be attributed to school!